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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" href="http://www.momondo.com/utility/FeedStylesheets/rss.xsl" media="screen"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:slash="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/slash/" xmlns:wfw="http://wellformedweb.org/CommentAPI/"><channel><title>Norway Nomad</title><link>http://www.momondo.com/blogs/norwaynomad/default.aspx</link><description /><dc:language>en</dc:language><generator>CommunityServer 2007 SP3 (Build: 20827.1108)</generator><item><title>MY GRAND NORWEGIAN FANTASY</title><link>http://www.momondo.com/blogs/norwaynomad/archive/2008/09/09/grand-hotel.aspx</link><pubDate>Tue, 09 Sep 2008 08:45:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">9392419f-9ef2-457b-92a8-12e9a77e5af8:16260</guid><dc:creator>Johanna C. Leahy</dc:creator><slash:comments>0</slash:comments><wfw:commentRss xmlns:wfw="http://wellformedweb.org/CommentAPI/">http://www.momondo.com/blogs/norwaynomad/rsscomments.aspx?PostID=16260</wfw:commentRss><comments>http://www.momondo.com/blogs/norwaynomad/archive/2008/09/09/grand-hotel.aspx#comments</comments><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://en.momondo.com/photos/norwaynomad/images/16459/original.aspx" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here&amp;rsquo;s the thing. As I live in Oslo, I don&amp;rsquo;t stay at hotels in the city. There&amp;rsquo;s a shortage of rooms anyhow, with business travellers clogging up reservations throughout the year.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://en.momondo.com/photos/norwaynomad/images/16460/original.aspx" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But when I fantasise about a night away from the kids, of dipping my toe (or all ten of them) into the persona of the carefree tourist, I picture myself emerging from the &lt;a href="http://www.grand.no/index.htm" target="_blank" title="Grand Hotel"&gt;Grand Hotel&lt;/a&gt;&amp;rsquo;s Sunday Jazz Brunch onto Karl Johans gate, Oslo&amp;rsquo;s main street, blinking in the glare of the dazzling northern light, and greeting the city on my doorstep.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://en.momondo.com/photos/norwaynomad/images/16461/original.aspx" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As its name implies the hotel is very grand. It&amp;rsquo;s also old (1874) but modernised whilst maintaining its atmosphere of tradition and style. Ibsen used to sip coffee in its caf&amp;eacute;, Nobel laureates overnight there, and I once came across a crowd waiting outside for a glimpse of Tom Cruise and Oprah who were staying there (at the same time but not together, presumably). Needless to say I was above such celebrity-induced lingering and simply walked on straining my neck trying to look backwards just in case they might appear.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://en.momondo.com/photos/norwaynomad/images/16462/original.aspx" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Should I opt to leave my husband at home as well as the kids, I&amp;rsquo;d be tempted to stay on the hotel&amp;rsquo;s Ladies Floor which, unsurprisingly, is just for ladies. It has thirteen rooms individually designed in collaboration with 13 famous Norwegian women, to ensure a unique aesthetic experience.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://en.momondo.com/photos/norwaynomad/images/16463/original.aspx" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Grand is five-star, prestigious, expensive and almost certainly very posh; worthy of fantasy indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Grand Hotel, &lt;a style="color:blue;text-decoration:underline;cursor:pointer;" onclick="ShowPlaceOnMap(59.913667,10.739289,12,&amp;#39;The Grand Hotel; Karl Johans gate 31&amp;#39;)"&gt;Karl Johans gate 31&lt;/a&gt;, Oslo&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.momondo.com/aggbug.aspx?PostID=16260" width="1" height="1"&gt;</description><category domain="http://www.momondo.com/blogs/norwaynomad/archive/tags/Cool+hotels/default.aspx">Cool hotels</category><category domain="http://www.momondo.com/blogs/norwaynomad/archive/tags/dreams/default.aspx">dreams</category><category domain="http://www.momondo.com/blogs/norwaynomad/archive/tags/Grand+Hotel/default.aspx">Grand Hotel</category><category domain="http://www.momondo.com/blogs/norwaynomad/archive/tags/Jazz+Brunch/default.aspx">Jazz Brunch</category><category domain="http://www.momondo.com/blogs/norwaynomad/archive/tags/Karl+Johans+gate/default.aspx">Karl Johans gate</category><category domain="http://www.momondo.com/blogs/norwaynomad/archive/tags/Ladies+Floor/default.aspx">Ladies Floor</category></item><item><title>ÅPENT BAKERI: PASTRY TO DIE FOR</title><link>http://www.momondo.com/blogs/norwaynomad/archive/2008/08/26/197-pent-bakeri.aspx</link><pubDate>Tue, 26 Aug 2008 19:10:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">9392419f-9ef2-457b-92a8-12e9a77e5af8:11842</guid><dc:creator>Johanna C. Leahy</dc:creator><slash:comments>0</slash:comments><wfw:commentRss xmlns:wfw="http://wellformedweb.org/CommentAPI/">http://www.momondo.com/blogs/norwaynomad/rsscomments.aspx?PostID=11842</wfw:commentRss><comments>http://www.momondo.com/blogs/norwaynomad/archive/2008/08/26/197-pent-bakeri.aspx#comments</comments><description>&lt;p&gt;Someone told me, when I first moved to Oslo, that the best bread in town came from &lt;a href="http://www.apentbakeri.no/" title="Åpent Bakeri" target="_blank"&gt;Åpent Bakeri&lt;/a&gt;. Almost four years on, I still haven’t found a better place to relax, sip coffee, and indulge in a delicious piece of bread or pastry.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://momondo.com/photos/norwaynomad/images/13628/original.aspx" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There are a few Åpent Bakeri outlets in the city, but my favourite has got to be the café at Ulleval Hageby, around 10 minutes walk from Ulleval Stadium’s T-bane stop. A wall of hand-made bread, freshly baked on the premises, makes for a tough decision but I nearly always opt for a piece of muesli bread which, with its nuts, fruit and wholegrain flour would be healthy if it wasn’t for the sheer size of it; this roll is a meal in itself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://momondo.com/photos/norwaynomad/images/13618/original.aspx" border="0" alt="" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you’re digestive system isn’t up to the high-fibre challenge, I can highly recommend &lt;i&gt;boller&lt;/i&gt; (soft, sweet rolls infused with just the right amount of cinnamon), scones with raisins, nuts and a hint of orange zest, or the ever-reliable treat that is &lt;i&gt;pain au chocolat&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://momondo.com/photos/norwaynomad/images/13617/original.aspx" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The café’s interior is bright and fresh, with black and white tiles on the floor, and snazzy lighting on the wall. However, if the weather is good enough – and Norwegians sit outside even in the cool weather of spring and autumn, using the blankets provided for warmth - the terrace is a must.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It pays to turn up early, as the bread disappears fast, with lots of people doing take-away, and vacant seats at a premium. One advantage of having to queue at the counter is the time it allows for gazing at the glorious bread and making what can be a surprisingly difficult decision.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Åpent Bakeri, &lt;a onclick="ShowPlaceOnMap(59.943867,10.733273,12,&amp;#39;Åpent Bakeri; Damplassen 24-25&amp;#39;)" style="color:blue;text-decoration:underline;cursor:pointer;"&gt;Damplassen 24-25&lt;/a&gt;, Oslo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.momondo.com/aggbug.aspx?PostID=11842" width="1" height="1"&gt;</description><category domain="http://www.momondo.com/blogs/norwaynomad/archive/tags/_26002300_197_3B00_pent+Bakeri/default.aspx">&amp;#197;pent Bakeri</category><category domain="http://www.momondo.com/blogs/norwaynomad/archive/tags/boller/default.aspx">boller</category><category domain="http://www.momondo.com/blogs/norwaynomad/archive/tags/caf_26002300_233_3B00_/default.aspx">caf&amp;#233;</category><category domain="http://www.momondo.com/blogs/norwaynomad/archive/tags/digestive/default.aspx">digestive</category><category domain="http://www.momondo.com/blogs/norwaynomad/archive/tags/muesli+bread/default.aspx">muesli bread</category><category domain="http://www.momondo.com/blogs/norwaynomad/archive/tags/pain+au+chocolat/default.aspx">pain au chocolat</category><category domain="http://www.momondo.com/blogs/norwaynomad/archive/tags/scones/default.aspx">scones</category></item><item><title>VIGELANDSPARKEN: OSLO'S AMAZING SCULPTURE PARK </title><link>http://www.momondo.com/blogs/norwaynomad/archive/2008/07/23/vigelands-park.aspx</link><pubDate>Wed, 23 Jul 2008 13:41:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">9392419f-9ef2-457b-92a8-12e9a77e5af8:11844</guid><dc:creator>Johanna C. Leahy</dc:creator><slash:comments>0</slash:comments><wfw:commentRss xmlns:wfw="http://wellformedweb.org/CommentAPI/">http://www.momondo.com/blogs/norwaynomad/rsscomments.aspx?PostID=11844</wfw:commentRss><comments>http://www.momondo.com/blogs/norwaynomad/archive/2008/07/23/vigelands-park.aspx#comments</comments><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://momondo.com/photos/norwaynomad/images/12005/original.aspx" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The first time I visited &lt;a href="http://www.museumsnett.no/vigelandmuseet/index.htm" title="Vigelands Park" target="_blank"&gt;Vigelands Park&lt;/a&gt;, a group of Japanese tourists gestured me into having my photo taken with them. I hadn’t the heart or sign language necessary to explain that I wasn’t in fact Norwegian, having just stepped off the plane myself. I assume that that is what they wanted - a picture of a genuine Scandinavian person posing at one of Oslo’s most photographed landmarks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://momondo.com/photos/norwaynomad/images/12006/original.aspx" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo by &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/gerryscappaticci/" title="http://flickr.com/photos/gerryscappaticci/" target="_blank"&gt;gerry.scappaticci&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Looking back, I can’t really fathom why these visitors were so keen on getting a picture of a living person in workout gear and baseball cap (and no makeup!) on a Sunday stroll, when the real photo opportunities were the 212 life-like bronze statues in the park. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I still tend to gawp in amazement at the skill it took to create these bronze people; the men and women are fatter and shorter than today’s typical models, and all the more lovable for it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://momondo.com/photos/norwaynomad/images/12012/original.aspx" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo by &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/trebz/" title="http://flickr.com/photos/trebz/" target="_blank"&gt;Trebz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My favourites are the phallic monolith with human bodies intertwined, the man juggling babies (just like me, but naked), and the angry baby throwing an incredibly life-like tantrum, all without a stitch of clothing on. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I never visit Vigelands Park without a camera, as the bronze people make great photographic subjects, with the weather and light always making a difference. I have to choose my times carefully though when trying to capture arty shots that look great in sepia or black and white; it can be hard to avoid those darn tourists who insist on getting in the way.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Go further: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;font color="#999999"&gt;There is no entrance fee at Vigelandsparken. Click &lt;a href="http://da.momondo.com/blogs/momondo/archive/2008/04/11/7-things-to-see-amp-do-in-oslo-on-a-tight-budget.aspx" title="7 things to see &amp;amp; do in Oslo on a tight budget " target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and find other things to see &amp;amp; in Oslo - the world&amp;#39;s the priciest capital - that won&amp;#39;t ruin your budget.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#999999"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.momondo.com/aggbug.aspx?PostID=11844" width="1" height="1"&gt;</description><category domain="http://www.momondo.com/blogs/norwaynomad/archive/tags/camera/default.aspx">camera</category><category domain="http://www.momondo.com/blogs/norwaynomad/archive/tags/landmarks/default.aspx">landmarks</category><category domain="http://www.momondo.com/blogs/norwaynomad/archive/tags/phallic+monolith/default.aspx">phallic monolith</category><category domain="http://www.momondo.com/blogs/norwaynomad/archive/tags/Scandinavian/default.aspx">Scandinavian</category><category domain="http://www.momondo.com/blogs/norwaynomad/archive/tags/statues/default.aspx">statues</category><category domain="http://www.momondo.com/blogs/norwaynomad/archive/tags/tourists/default.aspx">tourists</category><category domain="http://www.momondo.com/blogs/norwaynomad/archive/tags/Vigelands+Park/default.aspx">Vigelands Park</category></item></channel></rss>